When Uncle Roy was sick and after he died, Mother went to Memphis several times to stay with his wife, her sister Arliss. Aunt Arliss was already in her eighties and Mother was in her seventies, but both always had youthful, vigorous personalities. Aunt Arliss was usually a bit more serious–probably a case of older sister syndrome–but after a little time with Mother, they were like two girls together, laughing, teasing each other, and cutting up.
One evening Mother was doing the dinner dishes when Aunt Arliss took out the trash. She thought she heard a whoop and waited a minute for Arliss to come back inside. When she didn’t, Mother walked outside and looked around. Not seeing her sister anywhere, she called, “Arliss? Are you okay?”
“I’m in here!” Arliss yelled.
Mother looked around again and still didn’t see her. “Where?”
“I fell in the trash can!”
Mother hurried to the big plastic trash bin and found Arliss sitting inside it. They both started laughing so hard that it was quite some time before they had the strength to get her out.
“It’s okay. I always suspected you were a little trashy,” Mother assured her.
A great memory of two sisters who obviously loved each other. Thanks for sharing.
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Oh my gosh, what a funny story!
I love feisty old ladies. =)
Ha! I love it.
Thanks, Angie.